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Monday, March 23, 2009

I've realized that my temper is even worse to my loved ones. That shouldn't be right, should it? I hate how I feel sometimes. I hate the things that I say sometimes. I hate how stupid I can get sometimes.

Wouldn't it be great if I could just keep my words to myself? Let things be and just wait things out. I really wish I was patient.. I'm fine, really. I'm just... me, unfortunately.

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The owner of this blog is an avid writer; who sometimes wishes that she isn't, for fear of the statistics that writers are four times more likely to suffer from manic depression.She's also slightly hypochondriacal and often diagnosed herself with grave brain-related conditions when she misspells a word.But most of all, she is as silly as a youngest sibling can be, easily bored as she is easily amused, stubborn, hot headed and a mom!